What I wouldn't give for a video monitor to see what exactly he's doing in there, because there isn't any sleeping going on.
I'm paying the price for a weekend away. A weekend in the desert, not a vacation mind you, because vacation doesn't mean nap schedules and packing with every single item from the kid's room, and the kitchen and the garage while you're at it, but a weekend away all the same.
You might think spending all day in the pool with an endless supply of people willing to entertain would tire a child out such that he would pass out at an early hour and sleep long past the rising of the sun.
If you had thought that, you would be sorely, sorely mistaken.
We're all tired.
Mommy handles the exhaustion with a very large Coke (screw you no soda during the week mandate.)
Bub handles exhaustion with more exhaustion.
Naptime started 52 minutes ago.
What started as playing and babbling has devolved into a sad little whimpering. It's hard to tell if this means sleep is imminent or if
Was it worth it?
You tell me.